Luyện nghe bài hát Breakthrough

Knuckleheads spreadin' all over town
Every time I drive by you're standin' around
in your pocket, forty-dog in your hand
Don't you know just a worker and your boss is my man?
L.L. this, L.L. that, soon as I walk in the
I wanna my gun and shoot you in your muthafuckin' face
You're playin' me too close the schemin' and games
I guess the beef and the bullshit is the of fame

Movies, records, on tour
Twenty-thousand people hip-hoppin' on the
Whole parties body-rockin', and everything's
Get back to New York, and the act ill
See, I fought with the devil, a promise to God
I have in goin' all the way to the top
It's harder harder than hard all the suckers are
You used to try to talk now your ego is scarred

See the problem is you want another man has
His car, his wife, or his
But that's weak, you do work on your own
'Cuz when you're rich you got friends but when poor you're alone
So get own on your own, it'll strengthen your soul
Stop livin' off your parents like you're years old
of walkin' like you're limp and talkin' yang about me
Why don't you take your monkey-ass and get a degree?

Or write a and ride a bike and try to live carefree
Hope my message reaches you before seventy-three
A old man, when people ask you you did with your life
You'll say "I hated L.L. and I a big knife"
Every day is a chase, every day is a
And every day you're being by my bass
Too much to be a deuce, I had to be a ace
It's the fire's in my eyes and the gun's in my face

I'm stupid knuckleheads until they bleed
I'm the leader of the show, so up to me to lead
I'ma you away from drugs and petty crime
Lead you away wack beats and rhyme
you to that ticket line
So you can come in my show and watch the stars
Get busy, not dizzy, wanna the young
The last man who didn't ended up gettin' hung

Not that I killed him, it's he didn't wanna trust
The words of a that's why you must
Take to the speech, it's gonna reach your ear
Don't try to say you can't hear 'cause the words are
Throwin' flurries, punks and I bury the rest
You better hurry up and a rhyme and give it your best
tonight's the night we gonna see the big fight
Twelve-gauge on the in case it don't go right

drives a tank, he's strong like a truck
If cryin' while you're dyin' we ain't givin' a fuck
L.L. J is on the microphone
Tellin' all you ducks "Leave me the hell alone"
'Cuz I'm rated X, to snap necks
up and down, no special effects
I'm the professor, the teacher, the hip-hop
If Russia bombed the U.S., they'd be scared to Queens

'Cuz that's I live, and this is what I give
Turnin' top-notch crews into
They run, they frightened, they hide from Titan
Like a sniper when he's shootin' or a viper he's bitin'
Here I am, tellin' the and I'm spreadin' the word to my fellow youth
It goes man-to-man and
I got hip-hop, rock, and love song
All you petty in the state of New York
a thousand for a show but you still wanna squawk

Can't get a decent contract, beats ain't workin'
Dogged-out Pumas you're manager's jerkin'
Your mic sounds weak, remember skeezer
I'm badder Napoleon, Hitler or Caesar
I'm a hitman, but I'm not for hire, fly desire, the man you admire
Not only on the stage, I rock in the
And I'm a in the daytime, and worse after dark
So don't never ever with the king of the sound
L.L. Cool J, the baddest